Grammar & Glamour(No Manners)

Intro

Yeah... bad lil' mommy...

She a dancer... watch this...

Chorus

Bad lil' mommy a dancer

When I pull the blick, whole crowd do the cancer

Put ya hands up, teacher told me fix my gramma

I told her that I don't got no manners

Bad lil' mommy a dancer

Twerking on the pole, making money like a banker

Put ya hands up, teacher told me fix my gramma

I told her that I don't got no manners, nah

Verse 1

She bad as hell, moving like a wave in the club

Ass fat, back arched, got the whole section in love

I slide in with the ice, chain swinging like a pendulum

She see the blick on my hip, now she dancing like it's venom

Grinding on me slow, then she drop it to the floor

I ain't worried 'bout the opps, I'm just worried 'bout the score

Teacher used to say "Boy, you wild, fix your English"

I said "Miss, in these streets we don't speak, we just finish"

No manners, no cap, I pull up and I cause a scene

Bad lil' mommy whispering "Daddy, you the dream"

She ain't worried 'bout tomorrow, just the bag and the beam

I told her keep it nasty, we ain't doing no clean

Chorus

Bad lil' mommy a dancer

When I pull the blick, whole crowd do the cancer

Put ya hands up, teacher told me fix my gramma

I told her that I don't got no manners

Bad lil' mommy a dancer

Twerking on the pole, making money like a banker

Put ya hands up, teacher told me fix my gramma

I told her that I don't got no manners, nah

Verse 2

Late night, lights low, she doing splits in the VIP

Lip gloss popping, got me thinking 'bout the grip

I don't do the talking, I just let the money speak

She said "You a dog," I said "Woof, come and ride with the beast"

Grammatically incorrect but my bank account correct

Pull up in the foreign, all the haters looking stressed

She a bad lil' mommy, independent with the flex

But when I hit the spot, she forget about the ex

No manners in the bed, we going animal style

Teacher would be mad, but she ain't here for a while

I live how I want, no filter, no apologies

Bad lil' mommy a dancer — that's my type of therapy

Outro

Yeah... bad lil' mommy a dancer...

I don't got no manners...

Fix my gramma? Nah...

Heyy!